#juniper form

[azuneekun]

March, Juniper, and Celine

❤️💜🩵

My three favorites

[haeoflii]

MY LITTLE MAGE: WONDERLAND IS MAGIC

if you think abt it, Twisted wonderland and MLP: Equestria girls are kinda similar.

• Both of the protagonists travelled through a mirror to another world

• they have an animal-like companion (spike and grim)

• made friends along the way

• had to fight someone who overused their magic and let their negative emotions consume them (the overblot victims and the she-demons)

• the victim of the overused magic becomes the protagonist's friend

• both protagonists are tasked with uniting the people around them (twilight being the princess of friendship and Yuu being the "beast tamer"?)

but maybe I'm just overthinking this and I'm just a big MLP loser

Also I picked riddle because he's in the equestrian club and I thought it would be funny

[ars-ceratinus]

Cernunnos (bog body version)

[rebouks]

Previous // Next

Aspen: I wish you wouldn’t take things so personally. Noah: I’m not… Aspen: You definitely are. [Noah rolled his eyes and sighed; Aspen was always right] Aspen: I’m sure he’s just tied up-.. three kids must be a lot. Noah: I know, but-… Aspen: There isn’t a but! You know they’re struggling right now, he’s too busy to worry about making you feel wanted-.. and trying to throw money at him just pisses him off. Noah: Well.. it’d help, wouldn’t it? Aspen: You’re missing the point. Juniper: Daddy, look at my face! Noah: Ohh, lovely… Juniper: You next! Noah: I don’t think-… Aspen: Hey, you heard the lady! … Noah: I think that’s enoug-… Juniper: Not yet, daddy. Aspen: What’s next, Juju? Juniper: Nail stuff! Aspen: Awesome! Noah: That’s mascar-.. ah, never mind. … Noah: What’re you laughing at? Aspen: Nothing, you look exquisite. Noah: Uh-huh… Aspen: Doesn’t daddy look pretty? Juniper: [giggles] No, he looks ugly! [Aspen cackles] Juniper: But only a little bit-.. I needs more practice. Noah: And I need to wash my face… Aspen: Agreed. Aspen: Wanna practice on me next? Juniper: No! You’s already pretty enough. Aspen: Awh.. thanks, bub.

[vigilskeep]

whos yr favorite in FoM so far… vv excited for the update in 2 weeks

ever since that pink-haired man came onto my property at 6am to enthusiastically try and fail to chop his way through to seeing a cool dragon statue, achieving nothing except a loud enough sound that i came out and did it myself, i’ve wanted to marry him

[right-agent]

more ponies

[dougydoug8797]

Dream Team in their ultimate forms

1. Titan Luz and Calamity Anne

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2. Celestial Ben and Ultimate She-Ra

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3. Dragon Jake and Dragon June

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4. Phantom Charged Danny and Flaming XJ9

[ikkan]

part me feels like i should've kept my birth name's middle name as my chosen name.

[junipersramblings]

I would like to apologise for all of my mutuals, as I am about to reblog every qsmp vegas meetup post I can find.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

[bigandsoft]

I need a taur character so bad… considering putting Zodiac up to the task since they’re a shapeshifting immortal. Godlike beings can have a taur form as a treat 💚

[i-crave-the-forbidden]

Some headcannons to my OC:

- likes shopping for clothes but only wears earrings (the dangly ones) and hairclips but no other accessories, (bracelets, rings and necklaces all get in the way)

- favorite colors are violet, blue, purple and green in that order.

- favorite foods are garlic butter shrimp with rice, dark chocolate boba and leche flan for dessert. (super picky eater)

- reads only fantasy and genres she finds "interesting", but would hardly read any school-related stuff unless really needed

- big procrastinator, would only do assignments the night/hour before the deadline, but is somehow in the above average on class rankings. (Honor student)

-dislikes slimy/spicy foods, people pointing to her for something she didn't do, and loud noises (also the smell of alcohol and tobacco)

-would speak when spoken to, but would not initiate conversations herself, generally introverted and quiet, prefers to be alone or in company with 2 to 3 people at a time. (Can also make small talk with anyone)

-very stubborn, does not like being told she was wrong, but also has a hard time saying no to people.

- very proud but also subject to self-judgement ,imposter syndrome and an inferiority complex (especially when procrastinating), has a lot of bad habits

- somewhat good with sewing and embroidery, doodle and paints sometimes but is utterly pants at cooking

- very messy with her stuff, would leave her clothes in a pile but would do her laundry quickly and immediately, very organized chaos.

- favorite subjects are ancient runes and divination, least are arithmacy and history

- is currently working on being less apathetic towards others, and putting more effort in maintaining her relationships with people

- has no interest in romance, and would be annoyed if someone she viewed platonically would ask her out romantically (aroace spectrum)

I'd probably add more when I thought of more stuff 😅😅

[milfgwen]

hes like a broody chicken what is his issue

[mothrillz]

occult roomates! relationship facing outside perception! magic cat!

[cfthesoul]

“it was so payback for you dumping all that snow on me. i saw it was totally fair with my reaction.” she grabbed onto their hands, hoisting herself up and the. wiping off the excess snow.

“oooh yes, we’re going to have to keep a steady stream of hot chocolate this weekend.” juniper could live off that and coffee alone. she hums at the soft motion of rage’s fingers through her now damp hair. “did we remember to get baileys. i think spiked hot chocolate sounds perfect.” she hums.

“come on you two. before we catch a cold.” she leads them back towards the house.

" it's your fault because you laughed at me ! She just ran off like a coward but you liked it " rafe argued.

JJ gets on his feet after getting all the snow out and dusts the rest off too then both boys free a hand.

" alright up ya get. " JJ says.

" we still got some hot chocolate to drink in there let's get changed and get to it. " Rafe suggests softly taking his fingers through junipers hair.

[ink-and-dagger]

do you have any silco x reader fic recs? both on ao3 and tumblr?

Oh boy do I.

I have zero time for reading these days (sob sob) so I'm sadly not at all familiar with any new fics post S2 being aired. But let me lay before you a sumptuous feast; lovingly prepared by the old guard of the Silco fucker society.

Reader's responsibility applies - please check tags etc etc..

Flawless - @a-gal-with-taste

An apt title, for Gal's writing is, indeed, flawless. Silco x Sex Worker!Reader. Absolutely brutal and beautiful - to me, Gal is the Angela Carter of the Silco fandom.

Here be Dragons // Hic Sunt Dracones - @sherwood-forests

This will always be one of my top recommends for a Silco x Reader fic. It's unlike anything else that I've seen in the fandom, and it reminds me of one of my favourite books Uprooted by Naomi Novik. Gives me the cosy feels.

Penance - @astudyincontrasts

Hands down the hottest, sexiest Silco fic in my opinion. If you enjoyed Fleabag or want to bang that priest from Midnight Mass then you need to get on this fic ASAP. To this day I cannot set foot in a church without getting horny. Thanks Study.

Secret Ingredient - @sweatandwoe

This is the Silco fic that made me want to write my own. DWM exists because of Sweaty. Domestic romance and drama of the absolute best kind.

Come Morning - @chickenparm

Parm has so many Silco fics and they are all incredible and required reading for the fandom. But I've chosen this one because it's so incredibly real and human, and will rip your heart to shreds.

Swapped - @silcoitus

I love seeing my blorbos in Situations™ and this is one hell of a Situation™ to find oneself in. Fun, funny, and full of tension. I get the pleasure of beta-reading this one, and I always have the best time squawking at Coi in the comments bar on google docs.

Go, Team! - @vasiktomis

This is actually Marcus x Reader x Silco and it's fucking genius. Vas is a genius and a pervert and I love them and they're my role model. Everyone absolutely has the right not to engage with content that they're not interested in but also if you don't read this fic then you're a coward.

Bend But Not Break - @constantfragmentation

This is a Jane Eyre retelling in the form of a Silco x Reader fic. Yeah that's right. Regency Silco. Emotional constipation cranked up to the max and coats with tails? Yes please. Ensure that you're near a fainting couch whilst reading because you will swoon.

Art in the Heart - @juniper-sunny

Juni was out here giving Young Revolutionary Silco his time in the spotlight long before he was ever animated. If you're a new to the fandom and have come here specifically because of young Silco then AITH is required reading. Head over to Juni's you'll be fed good.

To The Depths - @cognacandlilac

Full disclosure, I haven't actually had the chance to read this fic yet. But it has been on my TBR for an embarrassingly long time and every time I see a snippet I'm like "hot damn I need to get on this pronto" because I just know I'm going to be totally obsessed and consumed by it.

I've only picked one fic for each of the above but I would honestly recommend just tearing through the entirety of their fic lists because there are some absolute masterpieces in there. This is also far from an extensive list - there are so many incredible writers in the fandom and I'm so sorry for anyone I've missed off. I say this with my whole heart - the Silco fandom is easily one of the most talented and skilled corners of the internet. We may be fairly small in numbers compared to other characters/fandoms, but by God the art and stories we have are platinum quality.

[silcoitus]

Can we maybe have silco x reader who he bites out of habit (could be nsfw, while making out of something) and they moan from it? How would his reaction be to it?

As I was writing a continuation to Practiced Hands, I realized I could incorporate this request into it! So behold, second installment of Young Silco! Reminder that this turns into an AO3 link in one month's time! So read it here while you still can!

Practiced Hands (Part 2)

Masterlist | AO3 link

Previous Chapter

Rating: Explicit—Minors DNI

Tags: Young Silco, f!reader; biting; couch sex; cunnilingus; penis in vagina sex;

Word count: 1.5k

Betas: @juniper-sunny

“Why don't we continue this upstairs?”

You'd answer if you had any energy, but with the way Silco's hands worked you, you're entirely spent. Turning your head toward him, eyes half-lidded, you look at him through your hazy afterglow.

Twin oceans stare back at you behind a curtain of raven hair, the fringe he so stubbornly styles obscuring his face like a thick forest canopy hiding the form of a hungry tiger, nothing visible except for its predatory eyes. Silco’s gaze is possessive and carnal, an animal running solely on instinct.

And with one small nod, you yield to it.

At that, Silco bends down to scoop up your legs in one arm, the other supporting your back. He lifts you with such ease that you're suddenly reminded of the hidden strength behind that lithe frame. Muscles toned in the mines, forged out of necessity. 

His footsteps are light as he carries you out around the bar, heading for the staircase that leads to the office. All the while, you press your face to his neck, breathing in his scent. 

The office door left ajar, he shoves it open with his shoulder before swiftly kicking it closed behind him. It's not long before he's depositing you onto the couch, his hands now free to shove aside a box to clear a space on the floor.

You sit up to watch him, your pants still hanging open from before. And when he kneels in front of you, long fingers digging under the waistband of both your pants and underwear to yank them down, you suddenly awaken from your fuckdrunk stupor. 

You gasp when the air of the room hits your core, Silco pulling the garments past your knees. But when your boots halt his movements, he curses under his breath, bending down to remove one. One leg freed—just enough to have you spread open for him—is all he needs. You're left with the strange sensation of your left calf draped in a pool of fabric while your right leg is completely exposed. But you're given no time to protest the arrangement when Silco's hands are tucking under your knees and yanking you forward. Your ass is practically hanging off the couch when Silco dips his chin and dives into your core, mouth first.

“Ah!”

His tongue is hot against your folds, greedily licking your glistening arousal from his previous ministrations. He ravishes you with the fervor of a man starved, doing nothing to hide his enjoyment, his hums of approval vibrating through you.

Your knees rest on his shoulders as his hands smooth up your thighs to grip you by the hips, keeping you rooted to the spot so he can thoroughly pleasure you with his mouth. You throw your head back as your hands reach for his head, fingers tangling in his long raven hair, nails dragging against his scalp. That sharp blade of a nose parts your folds to nestle over your clit, breathing in your musk. 

You can feel another orgasm building within you and you're powerless to stop it, so overcome by the way Silco makes a meal out of you. Just as you stand on the edge and stare down your ruin, he pulls his face away.

You let out a soft whimper, looking down to see the lower half of his face absolutely drenched in your arousal. He wipes most of it off with the back of his hand before standing, thumbs hooking into the waistband of his pants.

“Don't want you coming yet,” he explains, voice almost hoarse. “Not until I'm inside you first.”

He shoves his pants down over his hips, his hardened cock springing free. Your eyes widen at the sight as he continues to push the fabric down to his knees.

“Lie down.”

Wordlessly, you obey, shifting on the couch to lie on your back. Silco joins you, seemingly too impatient to take his pants off all the way, his boots proving too much of an obstacle, just as yours had.

You spread your knees for him, one leg hanging off the couch as he scoots toward you, one hand gripping his shaft to line himself up. And as the head of him glides through your folds, gathering your slick, you close your eyes and wait.

“I’ve wanted you ever since you joined the Children,” he says, voice ragged with desire. “I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you.”

You open your eyes to see him towering over you, his cock prodding at your entrance but his gaze solely on your face, drinking in your ruined form. 

“Tell me,” he grunts, bringing his free hand to grip the armrest behind you. “Tell me you want me, too.”

Half naked beneath him, you can’t help but chuckle, a little bit of your old self returning, no longer a prisoner to your own lust.

“You fucking idiot,” you say breathlessly. “Of course I fucking do.”

You lift your head and crash your lips into his, bringing both hands up to grab his face, fingers digging into his cheeks and behind his ears. He groans into the kiss, mouth hanging open as you swipe your tongue against his. The two of you almost seem to forget about his hardened cock at your core, so focused on tasting each other like this for the first time. 

Your absentmindedness is short-lived, as Silco is quick to press himself against your entrance, prying you open. And as you continue to kiss each other in a mess of lips and tongues and teeth, he pushes into you in one smooth—absolutely blissful—motion.

You whimper against his mouth and dig your fingers into his scalp at the feeling of fullness, acutely aware of how easily he pressed in with how thoroughly drenched your core is. And when his hips pull back just enough to piston back into you, you break off the kiss to let out a shattered, hedonistic moan, filling the office with the sounds of your ecstasy.

There’s a roughness to Silco’s movements, sending the various buckles and metal rivets on his clothing jingling with each thrust of his hips, driving his cock deep into you. Both his hands grip the armrest now, the top of your head pressed against the stiff side of the couch, your mouth hanging open as he fucks you. 

Your spread legs are a sinful display, one hanging off the cushions while your other knee hooks over the back of the couch, granting Silco all the access he desires. As he continues to pound into you, you bring your hands up above your head to the armest, holding on for dear life. Silco’s eyes spot the movement and he’s quick to lace his fingers over yours, gripping them in place. 

The couch shifts with every thrust, the squeaking of wood on wood unmistakable as Silco rails into you. You feel on the edge of oblivion, your body limp while Silco uses you. And just when you think you can’t take it any longer, his hands leave yours to grab you by the waist, his torso flush with you as he brings his face to your neck. Breath hot and labored, he squeezes you like a boa constrictor with his arms as his teeth drag against your pulse point. His teeth clamp down, biting you harshly as his hips stutter frantically, signaling the beginning of the end.

As Silco’s teeth sink into your tender flesh, you can’t help the wanton wail that escapes your lips, the exquisite pain of his bite sending lightning to your core. At the sound of your loud approval, he laughs against your skin before soothing the bite with a long, hot swipe of his tongue before shifting his mouth and biting down again, marking you once more.

Your walls clench around him at that and you can feel your demise thundering toward you, heavy and overwhelming. 

His grip is tight on you, the harsh metal pieces of his jacket digging into your chest. He ruts into you at a staggering pace and you can do nothing but dig your nails into the wood of the armrest as he comes undone inside you, his cock pulsing against your walls and sending you spiraling into your own release. Silco’s breath comes out as short grunts as he paints your insides, while your walls flutter around him, milking him for all he’s worth. A heady warmth fills your veins as vibrant colors dance behind your closed eyes, mouth hanging open as you ride out the brilliant sensation that is your orgasm.

When finally you pry your hands from the armrest, your fingers shake from exhaustion, your forearms sore from how tightly you had held on. Silco lets his full weight flop onto you, his torso heavy, but strangely comforting.

He lifts his head just a fraction, peeling his cheek off your sweat-dotted skin to bring his mouth to your ear. You’ll think he’ll whisper something to you, but he instead nips at your lobe, as if he’s still hungry. But there’s no vigor behind the gesture, his energy too spent.

Finally, he speaks, voice ragged.

“I’m never letting you leave this office.”

You laugh with what little breath you have left.

“This is how the revolution dies. Not on the bridge, but on the couch.”

He chuckles.

“We can pick the revolution back up tomorrow.”

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